"We cannot become what we want, by remaining what we are." -Matt Depree (RANKED #1 IN Leonardoxreader) Everything was changing for Y/n. And she couldn't decide whether or not if it was for the better. When a certain blue-masked turtle barges his way into her life, Y/n can't help but catch feelings. Y/n, Leo's light in the darkness. The turtle had fallen for her faster than he could have ever imagined. In his eyes, you were stunningly perfect. But will they last when Y/n's past resurfaces and threatens to destroy not only their own relationship, but their family? •Sample• "I'll sleep on the floor, you can have my bed, Princess." He says sweetly, rummaging through his small closet, assumingely to find spare linens. For whatever reason, your mouth seemed to speak on its own. "We can share." Leo freezes, perking up at this idea. His blank face soon broke into a grin. "Ohhh you want to cuddle? Who's obsessed with who?" "Oh shut your mouth, you ass. Maybe I'll make you sleep on the floor." Leo scoffed, his grin never faltering. "You wouldn't." A mischievous grin appears on your lips. "You're right. I wouldn't..." Leo's smirk grows, but little did he know you hadn't finished talking. "Maybe I'll go cuddle Donnie." The red-ear sliders eyes go wide and he raises his eyebrows. "Oh-ho-ho! See that? Right there? That's exactly why your nickname is mischief." •Disclaimer: I do not own Rottmnt•

"You first, please," Leo waved his hand like a gentleman making my face turn red even more. I hid it and responded to his move. "Why thank you," I joked, going forward as he quickly went to my side again. I didn't want to call attention to it, but I could tell he was staring at me while we walked over to the gate. It was so obvious though like he was testing me. After your mother was killed by the shredder 15 years ago, your father has trained you in the art of ninjitsu. All your life it has been the two of you until he gets in contact with his old friend from the clan, Hamato Yoshi. You soon meet his four sons and move in with them, but the one in blue catches your eye. This story is still in the works and just starting, please give me time to update it! I do not own any canon TMNT characters used in this story. The art on the cover is also not mine and I did not create it. 🔹

This is the story about how fate brought together a certain blue cladded turtle and you. These are the adventures you have together. (2012)

Hey what's up hello guys! This is a sequel to my first book, 'Captain's Girl'. I hope you guys check that out first before reading. And if you do, at least you'll never be bored now. XD Anyways, let's get started.

A leonardo hamato x f reader Art is not mine! Credit to the artist. if possible Dm me if you know it it's an amazing piece. As the brothers were cornered by Bradford and Xever, they inched closer. Xever threatened with his knife that he'll de shell the turtles and wants them to surrender. Suddenly, a dark figure stood in front of them protectively, with weapons out. A scary mask was worn on the mystery ninja as it inflicted fear into the villains and the turtles. But Leo felt something else underneath that mask, a good heart. As Splinter's students slowly become friends with the Ashura's last generation survivor, they bonded with young (y/n) facing death together to overcome challenges that threatened the world. Along the way, they uncover the secrets of your origins, secrets that will change your life forever. Over the lapse of the missions a connection between the leader in blue and (y/n) pulls them together, one of trust and bond. And maybe even love? I do not own tmnt! All credit goes to Nickelodeon.

This is a Leo x reader story nothing gross I promise

To your limited knowledge, something is going on in the midst of New York City. From Chinatown, to the Bronx, and all the way down to Brooklyn, creatures are emerging from the woodworks to ease their claws into the lives of every sinning inhabitant. From a sous chef who dreams of refining her artistic skills, an androgynous woman with a dark past and a violent soul, to a once lively leader whose cacophony of issues has morphed him into a shell of his former self, they are bonded by trauma, haunted by their pasts, and wary of the future. Together, with the help of their friends, family members, and allies- the truth will be revealed. No matter what the cost. Who could have known that it would all start with a bit of paint? ──⋆.*ೃ✧⋆ [𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐑-> ᶜᵒᵐᵐᵉⁿᵗˢ ᵃʳᵉ ᵃᵖᵖʳᵉᶜⁱᵃᵗᵉᵈ ᵗᵒ ᵏᵉᵉᵖ ᵗʰⁱˢ ᴬᵘᵗʰᵒʳ ᵍᵒⁱⁿᵍ.] ──⋆.*ೃ✧⋆ began; october. 19. 2019. rated mature for violence and gore. #1 in leonardohamato. #4 leonardoxreader #6 in murakami ──⋆.*ೃ✧⋆

What happens when you accidentally meets a ninja turtle in New York City?

plip, plop plip plop. The rain quietly fell from the sky. there was no thunder or lightning. just rain. The water slid down your already drenched body in tiny droplets. Your breathing was heavy and laboured, still at unrest from the third near death experience you'd had within the past month. You stood face to face with the one who had saved you many times over. "Who are you?" you demanded. his blue eyes thinned, not caring about the rain that beads on his green skin and bounced off his shell. "Leo." he breathed out quietly. °°2012 tmnt°° She/Her reader Arc 1 - January 19th 2018 - June 16th 2023 ∆ The art on the cover is done by Tumblr user obscenelybefuddled ∆ THIS IS ONLY POSTED ON WATTPAD AND AO3

{DISCONTINUED}[if you want a Leonardo x reader that hasn't been discontinued, please check out 'Paint'.] Glass bit into the palms of her calloused flesh, angry crimson blood staining her skin, dripping onto the floor. Her eyes were blurred as her mind spun out of sheer rage. "Stop," she choked out, her entire frame shaking. "Stop trying to fix me." She flipped her hand and allowed the shards of broken glass to clatter onto the floor along with the shattered mirror. "If you break a mirror it stays broken, Leonardo." She sniffed loudly, wiping blood across her leaking nose. She stood there for a moment, fingers curling into fists, staring at the floor beneath her, waiting. For what? She wasn't sure. She didn't want to be held by him. That was a lie too. She moved towards the door, placing a hand on the frame as she turned to gaze upon his heart broken features. She swallowed harshly, not daring to make eye contact with him. "There are just some things that cannot be fixed." Her hushed whisper hung heavy in the damp air of the room. A hand print painted of blood was left firmly on the doorway. Fractured, she left. --- Props to @Kasketchie for making the cover. ---